1. Sleep stays away as his eyes mix with tears,
His heart filled with the fear of parting, distressed.

2. The visiting women blamed the day of Rama,
When they cut the ropes, if only they weren't cut!

3. The visiting women said, not out of true advice:
"You're still young, yet you've aged from crying."

4. If only they had raised Eidiyya's rope necklaces
Swaying on the road, shaken.

5. They left Duma at dawn, after five nights' journey
Riding all night, the remnants of their provisions diverse.

6. Clouds rise up, weeping over their misfortune,
While the family is atop scattered, shining sands.

7. The foal's galloping suffices as proof after their ill suspicions
When the landmarks diminish and the shadows shrink

8. The spacious sands entice the lost soul
A letter you're wary of in depleted wine skins

9. Like a harvest that whirls as the bracelet whirls.
Shrubbery from Samaja palm trunks

10. Sweeping the smooth sands while twigs crackle.
Stirring the flint stones in the kindling

11. A ewe bleats when smoke from twigs rises.
You see the sparks flying from the flint

12. Clasped between flints colliding and sparking.
Doe gazelles wring out their slender bodies

13. Like sap drips from pine trees from every cleft.
We travelled from Udhma sands and Mukhafeq sands

14. Seeking life, hoping for pouring rain.
How much grace you've bestowed on us continuously

15. Though it nearly ceased when ropes were cut.
You've revived the fresh springs after

16. The rope pulleys were nearly severed.
I complain to you - provide me children

17. Insatiable, and their mother no less so,
Multiplying, neither eldest nor youngest die

18. Until time ends, or the nursing babe grows up,
When I look at them, their mother makes me doubt

19. Squinting eyes and a grimacing cheek.
When the children share their toys

20. Crying rises, and tears flow from them.
Gift me, though neediness has befallen me

21. From what you've gathered, as you gather all good.